Poem: Ascension

When I hear about the brutality towards my brothers and sisters,

I can feel

the an–

            –ger

ris–

            –ing

I tap the desk

I cry

I pace

I can feel

the an–

            –ger

ris–

            –ing

But this anger does nothing

to solve problems diplomatically

It does, however, get my point across

emphatically

I can feel

the an–

            –ger

ris–

            –ing

So I arm myself

with education

and go forth to fight

the good fight

struggling to cover the

piping water rolling inside me

I can feel

We now have the world’s attention

the an–

            –ger

step carefully

and watch closely

we are

Ris–

            –ing

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Poem: Ascension

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